The chaos in Jiuzhou at the moment, the movement of billions of people, hundreds of thousands of wastelands, tens of millions of immortals, hundreds of millions of heavenly saints and eternity, and countless ancestral gods, ancient gods, and true gods.

They are all gathered on the bank of this desolate emperor tomb!

Yan Feng is not clear about what is happening in the outside world.

But... But I can only think of one or two.

It's just that no matter what kind of chaos this Jiuzhou is like at the moment, it is no longer important to Yan Feng at this moment.

All he cares about is what is in front of him.

Wasted Emperor Mound.

Yan Feng stepped across the long river that was ten thousand zhang wide, and his body was stepping into this desolate emperor's tomb.

At first glance... When you see what you see.

It is the two words that come to mind, desolation!

The place as far as the eye can see is simply desolate!

Sure enough, as rumored, in this desolate emperor's tomb, there are no dry bones and no grass.

Yan Feng, go forward for a while.

On this ground, there are many dripping white bones in the eyes, and in the dim light, these white bones are extremely terrifying.

Back then... Rebellion in the Hundred Frontiers!

Those who were killed by the Emperor were all buried in the tomb of the Emperor with the Emperor.

Covered with bones, at a glance, endless!

It is hard to imagine how many people died in this war back then.

How tragic is the rebellion in Baijiang!

And the Emperor of the Wilderness, how strong he is, is actually by virtue of one person... Wipe out so many people!

Looking at these white bones, even if they have been dead for three epochs and 300 million years, there is still an extremely powerful coercion emanating from them.

But these powerful existences, in front of the desolate emperor, are like grass mustard, slashing and waving their hands.

Thus... How tragic the battle was back then!

And it's no wonder... So many people would want to enter this desolate emperor tomb so much!

In the Wasteland Emperor's Tomb, in addition to the Supreme Body of the Wasteland Emperor himself!

These dead people, each of their bones, were placed three epochs ago, all of them were the powerhouses of the year, and there were even ninety-two frontier lords who stood side by side with the current Three Firmaments and Six God Emperors.

These people were buried in this desolate emperor's tomb.

Their magic weapons, treasures, are all carried with them.

Especially those realm lords, all of them have magic weapon resources that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Even if a desolate bone is dug out of this desolate emperor's tomb, it is an extremely precious existence.

The white bones of this kind of desolate realm powerhouse have been buried in the desolate emperor tomb for another three epochs, if it is used to refine magic weapons, its strength is by no means comparable to ordinary things!

Merely... For these, Yan Feng was not interested in the slightest.

He came to the Wasteland Tomb today.

For... Just one person.

His own father, the Emperor of the Wasteland.

Hundred miles of Moyun!

Yan Feng, stepping into this desolate emperor's tomb.

Look at these countless mountains of bones.

Suddenly...

In his body, there was a sword aura, and at this moment, it was automatically flooded!

Sky Cry Sword... actually came out of Yan Feng's body without authorization and floated quietly in front of Yan Feng.

At the moment when the Sky Weeping Sword appeared.

On Yan Feng's side, Yuyan's spirit body hurriedly appeared, looking at the Sky Crying Sword, with eagerness in his eyes.

"Brother, I didn't manipulate the Sky Cry Sword. ”

Yan Yuyan looked at the sword in front of Yan Feng, and his eyes were also puzzled.

Sky Cry Sword... Nothing like this has ever happened, and it has appeared spontaneously without any summoning!

Yan Feng nodded, signaling Yuyan not to be nervous.

Looking at the Sky Cry Sword that appeared in front of him...

Yan Feng has a hunch...!

In fact, from the very beginning, Yan Feng knew.

Yuyan is not the sword spirit of the Sky Crying Sword.

Definitely not!

Although Yuyan can manipulate the Sky Crying Sword, but... This should be the Sky Crying Sword taking the initiative to accommodate Yan Yuyan.

To be precise, the rain and smoke... It's just temporarily parasitic in the Sky Crying Sword.

It is the Sky Crying Sword, protecting the Yan Yuyan from the long river of years.

The Sky Weeping Sword is hovering in front of Yan Feng at this moment!

Eyes... Tightening.

At this moment, the Sky Weeping Sword let out a loud sword roar!

With a long roar, the sword, soaring to the sky!

Yan Feng, looking along the sword.

I saw the Sky Weeping Sword, and in an instant, it rushed into the clouds and appeared in the skyline in the center of the Desolate Emperor Tomb.

There was a red jade sword qi that spread out from the sword body and fell in all directions!

Outside the Deserted Emperor's Tomb.

The long river that surrounds the entire Desolate Emperor Tomb is turbulent, and the waves do not stop!

The people of Jiuzhou, the Three Firmaments and Six God Emperors!

There are also billions of soldiers, all of whom are standing on the banks of this long river!

Each of them is eyeing each other!

Aoki Reishu...

Dao Aoki, looking at the sword qi that appeared in the Desolate Emperor Tomb.

Brow... Slowly wrinkled.

The appearance of this sword qi is undoubted.

Young Emperor, in this desolate emperor tomb.

Michi Aoki... In fact, there is a secret that has never been told.

On that day, with Liusan, the phantom of the desolate emperor.

That... The so-called Divine Consciousness of the Desolate Emperor.

In fact, it was just a force left by the Emperor of the Wasteland.

Together... A power that can be used by Michi-Aoki.

The reason why Michiaoki is like this is to appease the absurds led by Ryusan.

Emperor of the Wilderness... Where is it at this time.

Even if it's Aoki, he doesn't know.

But there is one thing, Michiaoki must be sure.

Emperor Huang, still alive!

The power of the Desolate Emperor he possessed was the proof.

If the soul of the Desolate Emperor is scattered, the power given by the Desolate Emperor will also disappear.

In the territory of Liuli Lingzhou.

On the banks of the long river.

Feng Qing'er, at this moment... Perhaps it would be more accurate to use the glass empress.

Standing on the bank of this river, looking at the sword qi that appeared on the desolate emperor tomb.

A pair of eyebrows... The more wrinkled, the tighter it gets!

In her heart, a sentence kept echoing.

"If you don't take it, wait here for me to return. ”

That... It was what Yan Feng said to her before entering the Desolate Emperor Tomb.

"Waiting for you... Waiting for you. ”

The Glass Empress, with an incomparably tangled look in her eyes, her heart... It's starting to mess up.

Thinking of that day, in the Valley of Butterfly Flowers, I deliberately led the illusion away from the flowers, and saw the woman in the Yanfeng Fantasy Realm.

This moment... In the heart of the glass empress, she was a little envious of that woman.

Envy Lin Xue'er.

Behind the Liuli Empress, Mu Shuang's expression was surprised at the moment.

She, for the first time...

When I saw the glass empress, on my face, not with a smile!

It's deep thinking, it's entanglement, it's hesitation...

This woman who has experienced the rise of the human race, experienced the rebellion of the hundred frontiers, and lived for countless years.

This moment... Like an eighteen-year-old girl, she was caught in a whirlpool and couldn't extricate herself.

Sometimes, the heart, that is, that moment, moves.

Even if... It has been cold for countless thousands of years.

The Glazed Empress, looking at the red jade sword qi that appeared... Feel the meaning of the desolate emperor emanating from the desolate emperor's mound.

In the midst of this breath, there are... He!

Reminds me of these days.

That scene... The scene was originally a deliberate plan of his own.

But his expression was beyond his plan.

Thinking of that face, the smile that turned slightly sideways before entering the Desolate Emperor Tomb.

The glass empress, the hesitation in her eyes, the entanglement in her eyes, this moment... It's like vanishing.

[Third Shift, Good Night]

(End of chapter)